The Unknown

(AN: I swear to god I am NOT a lolicon.)

Inside the golden carved carriage…

A very cute little girl was happily playing with her dolls and stuffed toys, completely oblivious to the happenings outside. She had smooth blonde hair and delicate facial features with hints of baby fat, making her seem that she needs every ounce of attention and protection.

On the other hand, opposite to the little girl's seating position, an older guard was sitting with a solemn expression. Although the carriage walls were sound-proof, his cultivation would not allow him to not hear what was happening outside.

'Soul Reformation Stage…, we won't survive this! Oh no...What about the Princess?' the guard was a mix of emotions. He felt terrified about facing an opponent a whole cultivation level ahead of him. He was confused about what to do and shameful because he knows that whatever he would do, the Princess will still die in the end.

Suddenly, the little Princess spoke, "Big Brother Guard, what is taking them so long? I want to see dad!" after saying so, she pouted.

This may have been very cute but at the current moment, the older guard was too fearful of the current situation and could only say, "It'll be fine…" it was more of a pleading and begging voice if anything.

Hearing such a weird answer, the little Princess felt like something was wrong and stopped playing to look at the guard to see his dazed and contemplating expression, almost as if he wasn't conscious. She looked at the curtains before looking at him once more and finally decided.

That was when she decided to change her life forever.

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"Enough."

A calm and emotionless voice sounded throughout the area, carrying a scent of profoundness. This voice caused everyone within the area to feel uneasy.

The guards and shadowy figures looked around at their surroundings, looking for the speaker, but they were only met with nothing.

Still feeling uncomfortable, they decided to turn their attention away from each other and decided to focus on the newcomer. After all, such a powerful voice who dares to interrupt a fight between kingdoms, the owner has to be in a league of his own!

After another moment, they still saw nothing but were shocked to hear that caw of a crow.

CAW, CAW

[Play Itachi Theme] (AN: Don't worry, MC isn't Itachi lmfao. I just think the crow clone jutsu is way too badass and Itachi is my favorite character. Sue me)

Looking upwards instinctively, they saw hundreds of crows surrounding the area, casting constant shadows upon the group.

The dark raven crows surrounded the group as if they were already dead and were a bunch of corpses, waiting to be feasted upon.

This further shook the group. 'What were those crows for?' they thought puzzled.

The shadowy figures and the guards unconsciously prepared for battle, but this wouldn't be a battle, but a one-sided massacre.

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The crows that were surrounding the group from above suddenly spiraled downwards towards the center of the area where the weaponless cultivator stood.

The weaponless cultivator jumped back in wary. Although he may be at the Soul Reformation Stage and can be considered one of the strongest cultivators of this kingdom, he, as a human would naturally be wary of the unknown.

The cultivators friend and foe alike were shocked to see that the crows did not collide with each other, but merged into a shape of a human figure.

Eventually, the human figure started to become more realistic and began to become colored from the dark raven color of the crows.

They were aghast looking at this scene. 'How could someone form from crows?'

Soon the crows finished merging to become a mysterious looking figure, dawning a cloak with red clouds across it.

His face was only average, but his calm, yet mysterious demeanor and his entrance made the surrounding cultivators unsettled.

That was only their first impression but once they looked into his red mesmerizing eyes with black tomoes, they felt a sense of foreboding as he may have a powerful eye-bloodline and eye-bloodline techniques, but then the shadowy figures noticed something.

The shadowy figures paused before laughing in ridicule.

"Haha! A cultivator at the mere of Qi Condensing Stage dares to stride into a battle of this magnitude?! A joke!"

Cultivators who are lucky have bloodlines that significantly increase their physical power, but cultivators who have eye-bloodlines are the scarier ones as they can directly damage the mind and soul. However, these eye-bloodline techniques couldn't be used with such low-level cultivation. One at least needs to be at the Qi Refining Stage to be able to send such attacks with an eye-bloodline.

The guards also noticed, but the newcomer seemed to be helping them as he faced towards the shadowy figures. They were also too hopeless to believe anything could save them and were too into despair to condemn him for his stupidity. The guards only assumed he used a secret treasure to have the ability to transform into crows and didn't think much of it.

'I thought this would happen,' the youth sighed in exasperation. Although his strength may be near the peak of the Qi Condensation Stage, his cultivation wasn't. Even if he was at the peak of the Qi Refining Stage, he would still be considered a joke as the surroundings cultivators were all at the Core Establishment Stage. Sure, he could create pure Qi in the air to become stronger, but that wouldn't be any fun would it?

However… just as a shadowy figure was about to attack this cannon fodder, the ridicule in the shadowy figures faces turned into shock and fear when they stared at the youth's red hypnotizing red eyes. The black tomoes in the red eyes started to merge into a spiraling triangle and when the shadowy figures stared at his eyes, they felt as if they could hide nothing from those dreadful eyes.

'What is this feeling? Why do I feel pressured?' they thought anxiously.

The guards only saw the youth's back so they couldn't see his eyes but the shadowy figure that was about to attack the youth hesitated and his actions weren't missed.

When the eyes of the youth formed into a spiraling triangle, his right eye suddenly started to bleed, as if he was crying tears of blood. This scared the shadowy figures, as they have never encountered an opponent that bled tears, but as they were backing away in alert… the youth's cold voice sounded…

"Amaterasu."